New Ulm weekly review. [volume] (New Ulm, Minn.) 1878-1892, 1887-07-27


we're filled with relatives from 4 dis
tance. AS these Were from a cyclone
district, the Young Bias kinses heard a
tale of horror that sank deep into their
minds. 3 ss
No part Of our country is safe these
days" said Basl1ins.
Out our way we're prepared. g said
the cyclone preventative; Eve have
a cave in the cellar to run into; let the
house sail off then, we re safe e
81 he Wind's going to sweep us yet, =
said Baskins rolling his big eyes pro-.
phetically; what $ 10 hinder? folks is
cutting off trees, and leveling the hills
as fast as they can. Some day they'll
wake up and find themselves to the
the mercy O the elements. s.
Under the circumstances, it is NOT
surprising that the children and Mrs.
sBaskins dreamed of cyclones.
The Trues began operations at day-
break. a smothered chip fire was
lighted in the opening of the Chin
ney to smother out the bees.
81 don't calc' late they're very far
down. said Uncle True; guess Z can
reach them with a long handled spoon. q
Then he equipped himself in hat
draped with musquito netting to his
waist, a long iron spoon and preserv-
ing kettle, and started skyward Mrs.
True took a favorable sightseeing
position in the back yard.
Uncle True peered cautiously into
the chimney.
'.It's jamb full O. suthi'," he told
Aunt True; must be powerful big
swarm
..Sure they are smoked out enough,
Joshuay?" :
''Oh, yes, they're quiet; none O them
amt going out or coming in. There s
leetle buzzing, but that don't mount
to nothing-no more'n a hens futterin'
when her heads chopped off,
While doing two things at once
specializing how much sweetness such a
colony could procure, and thrusting in
the spoon Uncle True's elbow start
ed brick down the chimney. In an
instant that powerful swarm darted
up ri ght into Uncle True's face, as he
peeped intently over. With howl Of
fright, he dropped the kettle. Itrolled
and bumped the len 9Th Of the roof, then
bounded of. striking the ground just
where Aunt True stood moment be-
fore. lE.
This woke the Baskinses like an cleo
trio shock. They set up in bed Devil
dered and frightened Then, hearing
the CHATTER of Uncle TOMS boots down
the slope of the roof, Buskins said:
cts probably cyclone; we haven't
had the equnoctial yet The only
thing that Il save us is to get out of the
house and away from the trees y
AS the Baskinses fed out Of the back
door, Uncle True, wishing only to dis
lance the bees, suddenly dropped among
them, in their back yard. and rolled
over groaning. Perhaps they took
him for some strange being, tipped off
another planet by a freak of the cy-
clone: at any rate, they did not recog-
nize him in his ''bee protector for as
the prone figure Topped it's hands
wildly skyward, and gasped for speech,
Baskins shouted:
..Run, all on ye! Make for the open
field!''
"Run" they did, fast and far, scream
ing till the neighborhood was aroused.
AS the Baskinses crowded through
the elder Baskins looked back to see if
the house had gone over. To his sur
prise, it remained apparently firm, not
even the chimneys had started. He
noted also how still the trees were,
and what a perfect morning it was.
''Surely this is no cyclone,'' he said,
and at once ordered a halt, while he
went back to reconnoitre. His atten-
ton was at once called to the groans
Of Uncle True, who was being helped
over the fence by his wife. The for
mer, seeing through his thick veil that
it was MI. Baskins called out:
i've had a terrible fall, neighbor
Baskins; think I've broke my back.
I'll never fix a chimney again!''
With that he was ushered into the
house, and the door slammed behind
him.
As Mr.. Baskins gazed upon the roof
of the house, and saw many bees flying
angrily around the chimney, the alb
sence Of several bricks. a long spoon
and iron kettle on the ground, a dilap-
idated patch Of buckWheat in his neigh
boris yard, the truth gradually daWned
upon him.
Come backr!' he shouted to his
family; "it's no cyclone only another
Of Old True's experiments. :
AS Joshua True sat bolstered up in
his armchair before the fire, it seemed
as it every one who passed the house,
looked at the chimney and smiled.
Even the boys paused on their way to
school. explaining to some newcomers:
.'Old True's home run down the roof. e
Bert also, although innocent, was
punished for the sins of his parents.
for his playmates called him ssHoney!'
This was more than Uncle True
could bear; he decided to move away,
and start anew among strang gers. II
was some days before his wife could be
persuaded to go, but at lasts she said:
well go, Joshuay, but shaking
her long forefnger at him, which ment
she was in earnest, don't you let me
hear anything more about expert
Il = II = - - = 80. .